I drink a lot. That’s the only way I make it through life… had a bad childhood getting screamed at by my mom that ended… but was never really fixed/addressed.
Lemme say if you feel self-conscious about putting that recycle bin out to the curb it may be an abstract way of realizing too much is too much, but that’s a personal decision.
In my case I always hope someone will reach out to me if they notice it, and fix my life from the inside-out.
I’m depending on the public for some kind of assistance… you know… that “public” that is so much more mature and grown-up than I am?
So far they’ve been as afraid to “take on” my mom as I was.
You’re better than me… more mature… not a prude… not a walking turnoff of a person devoid of any and all things romantic… but have no input to offer to me in my “personal,” mountain-out-of-molehill dilemma?